Although the relationship between the two has been tacitly accepted, they usually use eye contact at most. Touching a small hand is close, let alone kissing.

"I'm happy, but -"

Before Wei CI finished speaking, his master came up again.

Wei CI didn't dare to struggle vigorously. They fell to the ground together from the window. It was just the place with the heaviest shadow. With his wide eyes, he could only see the outline of each other, couldn't see her expression clearly, and could only see the soft light reflected in each other's bright eyes.

"Lord?"

Wei CI breathed heavily and put his hands on his side. After a while, he falsely put them on Jiang Pengji's waist.

While talking, his skirt loosened, revealing a small half of his chest and exquisite clavicle.

Jiang Pengji chewed it twice, and the aftertaste seemed to hit her mouth.

"It tastes good. How can I do it at that time when I wait for the agreement of ten or eight years?" Jiang Pengji smiled happily. "It's still reasonable for Zishi to talk all day - why can you stay here in time for fun? Enjoy it when you have fun, why bother yourself?"

Wei Ci was stunned.

He intuitively found that Jiang Pengji's state was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"Zixiao -- do you know, I probably don't have a few days to live -"

Jiang Pengji sighed and said with a smile, so Wei CI thought Jiang Pengji was joking.

As soon as he heard the word "death", his expression suddenly sank.

"The Lord has profound blessings and the bell of heaven and earth. The future must be the supreme of the ninth five year plan. How can you curse yourself like this?"

Jiang Pengji chuckled and said, "Zixiao speaks. I just love to listen."

Wei Ci's face didn't improve. Instead, he asked her, "the Lord also thinks that CI is just a flattering and flattering villain?"

"Of course not."

"In that case, the Lord should know that what CI said comes from the heart. You shouldn't listen to it as a simple 'good word'."

Wei CI is a very serious person. Jiang Pengji can't beat him in this regard.

"The Lord will live a long life and will be full of children and grandchildren in the future -"

Jiang Pengji blinked and said with a smile, "in the future, the hall will be full of children and grandchildren?"

Wei Ci was stunned for a while before he understood the ambiguity of her words. He was so angry that most of his face turned red.

How can he face up to the word "day" in the future if his lord continues to be so violent?

"People have misfortunes and blessings overnight. If I'm sure to tell you, I can't live a long life, and I'll die suddenly soon -"

Jiang Pengji said with a smile. Before she finished, Wei Ci, who was trapped on the ground by her, suddenly felt a strong wind and pressed her under her.

They were so close that their breath was intertwined.

Jiang Pengji didn't have to see it. She also knew that Wei Ci was angry.

"You can't die suddenly!"

Jiang Pengji answered with a smile and said perfunctorily, "uh huh, it's impossible to die suddenly. At most, she died young -"

Wei CI couldn't hear these words, especially when they were linked to Jiang Pengji.

How can anyone curse his short life all day? If the god Buddha all over the sky really hears it and shortens her long life, isn't Weici crazy?

"Zixiao -- I don't want to --" Jiang Pengji sighed, raised her hand and stroked his back. The two changed from up and down to side lying, face to face, "I don't believe in fate, but sometimes I have to believe it. If I'm not helpless, I don't want to abandon my just started foundation, put down my ambition and leave ruthlessly - the stolen life is too short -"

As soon as Weici's face changed, his slender fingers became fists, and his nails were embedded in his flesh.

"You're a smart man. You probably guessed it. I'm not Liu Xi." Jiang Pengji said, "my surname is Jiang and my name is Pengji. I come from a very far away world. I stole Liu Xi's life. Although it's not what I want, I have nothing to do if others want to take it back. Wei Zixiao - you say I covet you for so many years, you have a clear heart, and you won't allow me?"

Wei CI listened as if listening to the heavenly book.

His lips moved and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"The stolen life will be taken back by heaven?" He answered, "if so, kindness may be able to accompany the Lord for a while."

Unfortunately, He Wei CI is also a "thief".

Jiang Pengji knew the meaning of his words, smiled close and took a bite on his mouth.

"Sure enough, Zixiao is the most considerate."

No matter how many years have passed, Wei CI still doesn't adapt to Jiang Pengji's enthusiasm.

He scrupulously abides by his identity and does not dare to offend in any scene. Even if it is such a thing, he is dominated by the other party.

Although Jiang Pengji doesn't have any practical combat experience, what doesn't exist in the interstellar age?

She has rich theoretical knowledge and is familiar with all kinds of difficult sports ♂ Bit.

Seeing that Wei CI had a tacit intention, Jiang Pengji felt his right hand from his chest to his waist, fumbled for a while, and began to open the knot.

His clothes were half untied, his eyes were bleary, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor.

As she lingered, Jiang Pengji's clothes loosened a little, which made it difficult to restrain Wei Ci's love.

Jiang Pengji was about to feel her hand down. At this time, the tip of her ear moved, and there was a change outside the door.

He suddenly looked up and happened to see a tall shadow flash past the door.

Jiang Pengji calmed down, got up quickly, gathered her clothes and opened the door.

Weici seemed to be splashed with a basin of water, and the obscurity of his eyes faded away, replaced by reason and dignity.

"Lord?"

Seeing that Jiang Pengji kept her posture of opening the door motionless, Wei CI quickly took the light from one side.

Looking forward, he saw a long black wooden box on the ground, with complex auspicious clouds and dragon and phoenix patterns carved outside.

In addition, on top of the wooden box, there was a humming creature with a soft and fat body spread out like a meat pie.

The other party seemed to find them too, and looked up at them with two black grape eyes.

Jiang Pengji's face was a little gloomy.

If someone hadn't made a noise on purpose, she didn't find anyone outside!

"Bring them in -" Jiang Pengji said gloomily.

Wei CI could only squat down, fished the black-and-white meat cake with one hand and picked up the black wooden box with the other.

"Ah?"

He thought the wooden box was very light, but the actual weight was far beyond imagination and could not be moved with one hand.

Seeing this, Jiang Pengji reached out to help.

She bumped the weight. She didn't know what was in it. The weight was close to 100 Jin!

Weici found a piece of stationery under the black-and-white meat pie.

"Come in -"

Jiang Pengji's face stinks. Anyone who is interested in being interrupted by foreign objects will not be in a wonderful mood.

Wei CI dared not pass the strange letter directly to Jiang Pengji. What if it was poisoned?

When he opened it, Wei Ci was surprised.

"The craft of this paper is really clever -"

White as snow, thin as catkin, even the best rice paper is less than one in ten thousand.

Look at the above content, there are only two sentences.

[it was made by your father. I'll give it to you on the way.]

When your destiny is coming to an end, I'll see you again